Death and Life worked in tandem together. Without Death there wouldn't be Life. And without Life there wouldn't be Death.

Azriel, brought Death and darkness wherever he went while you brought Life and light wherever you went. Azriel always envied you and your ability to breathe life into anything on the brink of death. You were so selfless and innocent while he was the opposite of you in every way.

It's the beginning of yet another spring and now you were sat beside a deer as she gave birth to her fawns. Death stood quietly in the corner, waiting to take any of them to the afterlife.

You had managed to save the deer and two of her fawns but the other wouldn't stand up like it's other siblings. The fawn lay still in the grass and Death took a step towards it.